Today, my workspace has been my lap. Firstly in the hospital, for a routine appointment, and later in the GP’s surgery, chasing meds, just for a change.
It was an afternoon of drama, although that was before I left home. A serious fire, in a neighbour’s house, meant I was blocked in by two fire engines. Nobody was hurt, but apparently I was the only one to ask. Considering a lot of people were gathered outside gawking, I find that very sad. When they realised I had to be somewhere important they moved the hoses to one side so that I could get out. It required some tricky manoeuvres and I could have done without an audience of a dozen firemen, but we got there in the end. I’m hoping for a peaceful evening and very much looking forward to Wolf Hall and a little more stitching. The rabbitty hare is taking shape.
I’m linking up with Julia, but I don’t think I’ll get much visiting done ‘til tomorrow now.